The stairs creaked under my feet as I followed Rafe up to his bedroom, my heart racing with anticipation. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this - going home with a man I had just met at a bar. But there was something about Rafe that drew me in, something that made me want to throw caution to the wind and give in to my desires.
As we entered his bedroom, Rafe flopped down on his bed with a smirk. "Come here, give me some head," he said, patting his lap.
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my amusement. "Such a charming invitation, Rafe," I replied, sauntering over to him. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting them get tangled in the loose waves. "You know, you could at least buy me dinner first."
He chuckled, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. "I'll take you out for breakfast then," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
I straddled his lap, our eyes locked. "You better make it worth my while," I said, my voice low and sultry.
He grinned, running his hands up my thighs. "Oh, I always do," he replied, his fingers leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. "Just remember, I'm in control here," I whispered, my breath hot against his skin.
He chuckled, his hands gripping my hips. "I wouldn't have it any other way," he said, his voice full of desire.
I started to unbutton his shirt, my lips trailing down his neck. "Good boy," I said, my voice full of approval.
He groaned, his head falling back. "You're going to be the death of me, Sarah," he said, his voice full of longing.
I smirked, my lips curling into a playful smile. "Oh, I hope so," I replied, my voice full of confidence.
I continued to tease him, my lips and hands exploring his body. He tried to take control, but I pushed him back down. "I said I'm in control, Rafe," I said, my voice firm.
He growled, his eyes darkening with desire. "Fine, have it your way," he said, his voice full of surrender.
I grinned, my eyes sparkling with victory. This was going to be a night to remember.
(To be continued in Chapter Two).
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